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... turned from the mountain range.
Raidorl was not so exhausted, but Nephelthe seemed to be very fatigued. As soon as they returned to the position they had set up at the foot of the mountain, he sat down on the ground as if in a crumpled heap.
Although he did not suffer any noticeable wounds, he must have lost the threads of tension that had been stretched by the fierce battle.
A deadly battle with a dragon that outstrength even the apostles of witches. It was a little earl ...
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